He knew it would happen because he had planned it for many years — at least in his mind. He knew he wanted to save himself one day but was never quite sure how or when that might happen. Hence, his planned invention ...

As Frank rode his bicycle to a New Year’s Eve party, a person ran up to him, yelled, “Happy New Year!” and pushed him over.

“What the fuck are you doing, man?”

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An older version of himself had shoved him. “Trying to save us from that drunk driver!”

A swerving car honked and hit Frank, who later ended up in a wheelchair, no less. The older Frank had vanished.

“I’ve got to save myself,” Frank muttered as he adjusted the time chamber.

“You do realize you may be in a time loop, right, Frank?” asked his lab partner.

“No, no, there’s always a beginning … I know I’m the first to be saved.”

Of course, all the Franks had said the same thing.